WHY DO I STILL WANT YOU
Verse 1:
Its Been 1 month 12 days 1 hour since You've Gone Away
Dont Know Where To Start Cause I Got So Much TO Say.
My Heart And My Bed Without You Are Empty
Now I Dream At The Place Where Your Body Used To Be.
To Each Bullshits You Did,You Didnt Have To Apologise
Thats Why You Had A Huge Place In My Small Heart's Size.
I Was There When You Needed Me Even When You Didnt Wanna See Anybody
You Compared Me As An Angel,Cuz I Was The One Who Could Make You Happy.
You Were Romantic,Considerate,Not A Kid With Me
I've Never Known That Before You Incredible Lady.
Your Kisses And Your Hugs Were So Sweet As a Gum
Baby You Gonna Be For Sure The Sweetest Mum.
Chorus:
Now Its Over ,You Made Your Choice That I Still Dont Understand
I Needed You And I Still Need You After This Damn End
Just A Question Is Killing MySelf,Why ?
Yeah Why DO I Still Want You?
You Didnt Feel The Pain I felt When You Told Me It Was Over
You Were THere Happy,Indiferent Which Makes Me Sadder.
Just A Question Is Killing MySelf,Why ?
Yeah Why DO I Still Want You?
Verse 2:
It Does Not Spend A Day Whithout I Dont Think About You
Im Still Eyeing Intently The Pictures oF You,Me And You.
The First Week Was Like A storm Beating Down On Me
Luckily,My Friends H&M Were There For Me,Taking Care Of Me.
Now Here We Are Friends Again,As We Were, Before This Story
I Missed You,You Missed Me,But With A Diferently Way Than Me.
To Each Moments I See You Honey,Its An Ijury For Me.
I Remember This Summer,About The Moments You Spent Close To Me.
The Only Thing I Could Do At Present,Its Being Here For You
I Wish I Can Starring You,Kissing You,Love You,So What It Misses To You.
Chorus:
Now Its Over ,You Made Your Choice That I Still Dont Understand
I Needed You And I Still Need You After This Damn End
Just A Question Is Killing MySelf,Why ?
Yeah Why DO I Still Want You?
You Didnt Feel The Pain I felt When You Told Me It Was Over
You Were THere Happy,Indiferent Which Makes Me Sadder.
Just A Question Is Killing MySelf,Why ?
Yeah Why DO I Still Want You?
Ecrit par moi